"Even Water Ghost, once sanctified, couldn't withstand it."
"Demon Emperor Black Dragon was killed by the rules."
"My Holy Emperor Power is even more fundamental..."
High in the void, Xu Xiaoshou, who had been flung away by Dragon Treasure, watched as Saint Emperor Wangze struck with a finger, sending their side crumbling like a mountain collapse.
To outsiders, he looked frightened senseless. In truth, he was still analyzing the battle strength, comparing the might of that finger.
From this, he could roughly infer Saint Emperor Wangze's strength! From beginning to end, Xu Xiaoshou had never given up, nor had he lost control and screamed like everyone else.
Just as he had arrogantly thought when Saint Emperor Wangze first arrived—was there any way to bury him on Void Island too?
Indeed, plotting to kill Rao Yaoyao had been wildly reckless, but when he resolved to go his own way, Xu Xiaoshou had already foreseen the worst possible consequences.
Yet he still did it.
Ignoring Water Ghost's attempts to stop him.
Because he still had a brain, could still calculate, and knew exactly what hidden trump cards he possessed.
To outsiders, Heavenazure Finger was unshakable. Xu Xiaoshou did not see it that way.
He had weathered great storms.
Demon Emperor Black Dragon had once served as a mount beneath his feet. Xu Xiaoshou neither underestimated a Holy Emperor nor overestimated one.
This finger was indeed powerful, but that was all it was. It was roughly equivalent to Demon Emperor Black Dragon smashing someone with a Dragon Tail Hoisting the Continent—ordinary people simply could not endure it.
Bai Lian could not endure it, because compared to an existence like Water Ghost, he was far too ordinary.
Yet Water Ghost's "Sea of Wind and Thunder," wielding the power of an Upanishad Demi-Saint, could grind